Why? Why is there a brand of Toilet Paper which has built their ad campaign around … puppies? We have asked this of people here, to be told “well, because, a puppy’s soft, innit?” Well, OK. Puppies … are soft. Exactly WHAT, though, does their softness have to do with anything of a toileting nature?
And dare we ask of what there are hundreds to choose? Puppies? Rolls of toilet paper?
The other alternative at our neighborhood Sainsbury, is to have an infant, dressed as a C.E.O. on the package. What does that say about what’s going to be taking place down there, hmm? OK, soft as a baby’s … sure, sure, but why is it soft as a baby dressed in a suit and tie?
No, it’s no better than that ghastly American brand of toilet paper with the bears sitting behind trees, reading newspapers, that we always muted. Toilet paper companies must be very hard up for advertising ideas all over. And don’t get us started on the NAME of the stuff: “Andrex.” Should you even have an x in a toilet paper name? Aren’t there rules against that? It sounds as if it were either related to Data from Star Trek, or were somehow related to a unisex toilet…
THIS bear, now, we can understand. He’s there, so that we can (every Friday) donate to some charity, if we choose to “dress down.” Yep: Casual Friday=, you give £1 to a charity. It’s a shame, though, that somebody felt the need to infect this poor bear with such nasty diseases! I mean, really: pink and blue and green, seeping sores? That’s GOT to be something hideously infectious! Is it Swine Flu??
Yes, it’s the weekend, can you tell? The last bits of sanity have all gone swirling gently down the drain. What a week.
We are down to eight hours and eighteen minutes of daylight; the sun comes at nine minutes before eight, and goes down to full dark at eight minutes after four. Suffice it to say that we’ve been having trouble getting up and going to bed. Don’t know why, but it happens every single year. This is the dragging time that we experienced our first winter in Glasgow, which is why we’ve done our best to make sure we’re elsewhere for the last few worst weeks before Solstice. The light just drains down out of the day, and all we want to do is sleep.
Fortunately, our evil chiropractor has a great idea. T., has some functional issue with her spine/pelvis/hip, as the result of her gimpy joints, and has been prescribed a few visits with a Pilates instructor. Once our muscles are screaming (yes, OUR, she feels it’s fair game to drag along D.) we’ll have no problem hobbling to bed and falling out.
Getting up might be an even bigger problem, however.
Happy Weekend. Stay warm.
ok, the dogs on the toilet paper are scary but the bear is pretty cute, even with the weird hat. hope you are well. glad you will be in california soon! take care.
I have often wondered about toilet paper adverts in general. And in my youth, I remember seeing one with puppies and paper on a set of cream carpeted stairs. So not only desperate, but also recycling. And there SHOULD be a law about recycling when we are talking TP!
Nasty day length.
In that case, I would stay well back from that bear!
I was seriously bothered by the toilet paper. In fact, I was actually confused about what it was and thought it was a joke. How did they get all those puppies into a roll? Are they pictures of puppies on each square of toilet paper? Then I realized it was probably residual jet lag still making me loopy.
Perhaps Andrex should hire you for their ads and packaging.
So… How’s the Pilates coming along? 😀
Paz